Our experience of life is movement. Without movement we cease. It is possible to stop everything and feel the movement. It is lulling, once you remove the fray. The fray is not easy to remove. Our senses are so compelling. Our thoughts are so powerful. Our emotions are so changeable. It is like being out at sea. The movement never stops.
There is a peace in the constant fluctuation; a rhythm one can attune to: Yin/yang from the Taoist perspective, ida/pingala from a yogic perspective. Like Taoism, Yoga divides the basic energies into sub categories, but simply, there is matter and energy – purusha and prakirti. They complement each other. It is vital to have both. We are that reality embodied. When they collapse into each other we are pure spirit. We need a body to crystallize our existence, only to eventually transcend it.
We can practice this with yoga on a physical level to develop a sensory connection to the ebb and flow – the movement. Strong posture sequences, with variety and repetition, which challenge the muscles and engage the mind, provide a direction for the softer yin nature of our being. Moving deeply into a single posture and lingering there, in the stillness, to feel the movement, supports the yang nature of our being. When practiced intentionally both experiences support the other. Yin teaches yang and vice versa.
While each practice provides comfort for the other, each is also directed by the other. It is a yang effort to bring ourselves into a yin posture. It is the driver, in a way. We are more yin in nature, being receptive, soft, but the positioning and adjustments require yang effort. When you practice yin you are lightly touching the yang effort of your being to manifest the experience.
The constant movement and challenge of yang posture sequences requires a soft yin guidance to fulfill the goal of vinyasa. We are embodying yang energy, which is reflected in our active breath, heartbeat and contraction of our muscles, but the flow and mindful presence require yin awareness and connection.
One can feel movement, constant and consistent, lying or sitting comfortably and stilling the body. The breath moves, the heart beats. One can observe this in the movement of the sun and the ever changing weather and natural light. The satori is the moment we realize that one is the other. Day is night, inhale is exhale, yin is yang – when they collapse into each other they both cease to exist. Life is movement because we need it to be, in order to remember.